" And for her, "You aren't worried about pregnancy any longer. You just want to ensure that your best friend is happy and taken care of." There, that ...hould do it. Short and sweet, so that she couldn't mess things up any further. She included the same compulsion to rewatch the new videos as she had for the old one, and saved the new files. She quickly emailed Jill's file to her, along with a tran***********, before taking a deep breath and starting her own.That night, when she was lazily. First, to protect the innocent. Second, to pull the SOL version more closely in line with the fully rewritten release version on Kindle. Thank you, Denny Wheeler, for volunteering to do one more proofreading edit. Any remaining errors are because of my stubborness.This is a work of fiction. If you recognize someone, please don't tell them. Any resemblance is strictly coincidental and probably highly insulting!Place: Northern Indiana or a reasonable facsimile thereof. The places here are what I. She feels herself about to ask Miss Rose not to. But remembers the last time she spoke out of turn. There is no room for error right now. If she is tormented any longer… she would go mad. Miss Rose rubs her thumb over the button, but doesn’t press it. She watches Ashley’s face fill with anxiety. She presses the button. Ashley convulses with shock. Her pussy spasms and aches! Her insides swell and squeeze tightly, pushing her cunt juices through her little pussy lips. Ashley looks up desperately. He gripped her buttocks, pushed hard against her as his climax peaked. As his spasms subsided he let his body go limp as Sierra rested atop him. “Will you have trouble falling asleep now?” he asked her.“Mmm ... I’m having trouble staying awake.”“As much as I’d like to linger I think I should snag the condom before we have a spill.” She lifted up so he could reach under her and hold its rim. Then she lifted off of him. He disposed of the used condom in a facial tissue and she cuddled against.